Three rugged crosses
Chorus
Three rugged crosses, on one lonely hill;
Two men were guilty, three men were killed.
Three men were buried, and two men are still.
Somewhere near those three rugged crosses,
On one lonely hill.
I’ve added it up, and still don’t know why;
An innocent man, would be chosen to die.
A cross is a place, where a sinner should be;
Two men should be there, so why do I see.
Chorus
When I think of Barabas, I think about me;
And all of us who should have died on that tree.
But Jesus was born, just to be crucified;
If I were to live, then he had to die.
Chorus x2
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